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I neglected my faith for years. It was a planted seed that needed water and fertilizer to grow and bloom. When I finally nurtured it, it bursted up from the roots and has been growing ever since. It has made me resilient. When adversities bend me like a horseshoe, I don't break because I've surrendered to God's loving grace. My faith is now strong and unwavering.
I'm resilient
My faith is unwavering
Surrendered to God
My Faith Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle
Dates written: 07/06/2020
Every moment is a potion mixing
in the adjoinisent wave.
Where possibility falls like raindrops,
leaving you with the wonder of knowing;
how things are to be, how it is to behave.
Do you remember a time the warm summer air
gave birth to hatchlings that cloud-bursted
into your makeshift oasis?
By the Sea a Pool or a Pond, River,
Lake or Stream.
Born out of the blue, streaking
and skinny dipping back in, like a fiend.
R-Will-searching for love's Strombolient Cave,
rippled in urging,- execution of means and way.
Bursting anew into a heat seeking ring;
a resurging the repurposing of will
and union and new beginning from that day.
A whispered hint, a sneak peek from one
that has a hard time keeping a secret.
I must say!
Condensation passes from Her dripping maw,
savors, in understanding,
favors our barrage of desires,
with flavors grinning long.
Possibility indeed falls like raindrops,
bursting wet and pure.
Standing at our precipice,
rapping at our gate,
demuir
circumstances courting you in a belly-dance,
around that trial by fire, pregnant with fertility,
forged by the desire of our contemplate, inspired nativity.
Mystery's lungs breathe in perfect timing.
The sigh, heard as an inaudible
bracelet rattle, singing, opining.
Skipping, smirking, teasing and tattling.
Mother Love in Love in the distance you can hear the humming feminine prattle.
Peddling, a dance of pounces onto bare footing,
for riding atop of and settling, saddling.
in happiness's tantric trance.
Gaia roundabout,
Straddling.
Fairied in a Feminine dream.
Ferried by empathy.
Stitching stitchlings into
hand-maidens and hand-maidens
into the fabrics seams.
Seems as if the Familiar lips,
the atmospheres sway of hips; adept
the sensor censer of Holy Smoke equipped
with Angelic Sound, an anonomous kiss,
above Consecrated Ground is not at all
remiss.
As stardust sprinkle falls
Across my eyes causing
Me to get very sleepy
While I slept
I had dreams of sugar plums
Dancing in the air
I watched and giggled
With excitement, like a child
My dreams are
Like a story in a book
Next, I had visions of Santa
Stuck inside a chimney with
Christmas gifts in his hands
While, the reindeers band together
To free him
I saw m&m’s candy
Break dancing on the
Dance floor
Spinning upside down on
Their big round heads
Chocolate falls hard and
Cracks her shell
Pieces of her were
All over the floor
Later, I was trapped
Inside of a giant bubble
It bursted, sending me
Sprawling to the floor
Which cause me to awaken
Foolishly I looked around
Thinking it was real
once upon a time,
May be the world was a dot,
Put in space by vast energy,
Where none of us existed at all,
That grew up in size by million emotions,
Putting on pressure to every point,
Where galaxies remained unknown to world,
Where oxygen and life flourished in steps,
At some point emotions bursted,
Control was lost by every piece,
Millions galaxies found their way,
To lit the path of life and light,
I was born far from that emotions,
To get the reason of explosion and bang,
But, still a joyful family and bae,
To explore the earth and milky way
Poetic injustice kvg .
Sometimes love makes no wink a prompter
That steers nothing in proverb
Just as accusation bets to cluster
To course lie a divest herb
Sometimes love fears the acclaimed politician
In whom assurance is reach an Everest
Forfeiting the maimed academician
Which arouses hope but to shatter it
Sometimes love is cruel
To affirm its case off benefits
Bursted out of the duel
Wary of trust on high twists
Sometimes lust is loss
That looses heart's crown
For servant chances toast's roses
Rolling to set sighs off laughter fun
Sometimes love consumes
It costs aging kindness be thrust
To foster blindly for homes
And key the heart's distrust
Sometimes love fume to entomb
That gladden craze; fists doom pleasant
The untold fair treatment costume
Never ceased to coil craze just
Before that comes to being
One must have neglected many a warning
That signals letting go as bravery
Which would have been savory
Watch the doubler tongue
Foaming adaptively to stung
Max is mad at Molly
Samantha’s sore at Seth
Freida’s freaking out at Frodo
While Hobbits hold their breath
Jack jokes about poor Jill
She hits him with her pail
Humpty cracks open Dumpty
For drinking all his ale
Mickey Mouse and Minnie
They both make quite a scene
Playful Pluto gave her paw
and stroked her jumping bean
Rub is furious with Dub Dub
She has another man in his tub
His bubble has been bursted
So he scrubs Dub with a club
Cats in cradles cows and moons
Forks running away with spoons
Coyote catches the Road Runner
In the end we’re all Looney Tunes
Nothing makes us happy
Sticks and stones me oh my
Kryptonic grade destruction
Broken Superman can’t fly
The Beatles Battled Yoko Ono
Because she broke up the band
They sang ‘Give Peace a Chance”
a dream they didn’t understand
So I walk down to the River
John the Baptist please begin
Separate me from human nature
Cause I’m tired of our sin
Flipping back the pages of my time
I realised I messed up some times
Given a stage in a dance hall
But kicked myself hard in the balls
Wrecked in the shame of my fall
A loved one I can no longer call
I'm sorry for the truth untold
And for the lies that bursted in the cold
The lust that maimed me I allowed
An own goal that should be disallowed
The man in me drained and left me in hallows
It wasn't a game I wanted to play
Was a trade I thought we would gain
Faced with a scene that was insane
Ought to be a night of solace
But ended up a slap on your face
I know this apology is long delayed
I just hope it's never too late
I cant stand the shame I brought to your space
I apologise for the shame I caused
For the pain rather than love
Heartbreak and the rude shock
It wasn't what it's worth
Wishing I can do this in person
But can't stand the judgement of treason
I goofed, and I had no reason for that
No matter how long I freeze my woes within
My apology won't have the best of season.
I regret my actions and inactions
And I hope you heal and forgive me
I'm sorry please
Wasn't my intent to cause you hurt
When you exhale
Into my life
I become
Nothing more
Than
A bubble dweller
Sometimes you inflate
My dwelling with
gentle whispers
Of wind...
Increasing my self
Esteem with every
Every breath
I rely on you
For my
Habitat
But is this fair?
What if you're not
Conscious?
What if you
Forget
I live here?
What if you get
tired of blowing
Bubbles?
Will I
Cease to
exist?
Does my
happiness
depend on
The strength
Of your
Lungs?
I long to be
Free
Outside the transparent
Walls
Connected to
More than
Just you
At last my dwelling
Has bursted
I'm independent
Of you
Now you are
The proud owner
Of a bursted
bubble
Please morn me
And wish it wasn't
Over
Reload your
bubble making gun
Gently breath
In my solution
Until I pop
Find new life
For I am a bubble dweller
And you are
An engineer
Of bubbles
Sent from my iPad
Going to school, meeting colleagues & students,
pulled off my time
Sharing tons of laughters,was a shrill of joy
Explaining the chapters with vivid examples gained
a good rapport.
Exchanged bunch of happiness..
Pupils bustling around me,resembled like moon revolving around earth
Their cute little answers for the question I ask,bursted
balloon of smile
The love and care they showered up on me has no limits.
Unconditional love is immeasurable...
Lovely students badged me as their young mother,
Coz they enjoyed my teaching and humour filled friendly classes
Colleagues loved me like a child and protected me like a flower.
Profession plunged with fondness...
Now, we sit in our homes,fearing the pandemic cause
Drowned in grief,hearing to news channel's,incurring high loss
Due to lockdown, standard of living has gone for a toss.
Disastrously the thrill is gone....
6-7-2020
Note:Pick-A-Title, Vol 19 - 4 Sapphic Stanzas - Poetry Contest(N/A)
Title chosen:5.)The Thrill Is Gone
Submitting to STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (25) ,any form,any theme
Poetry Contest. Sponsored by Brian Strand.
Leaving home
To pursue a life
She bursted into tears
Like a detonated time bomb
And I felt I could split half
She drew me close
Her arms swallowed mine
It was a meaningful pose
The only reason of her fine
THE HUG
Words escaped her
But the messages were clear
From the bossom of her hug
'God loves you
As I do too
Let this be your shelter
Further and farther
Remember me always
In all your ways
Warm, wet , dry and cold
From my heart of gold
Achieve everything
I'll miss you'
I melted feet cold
I secured warmth
From the tea mug
For her assurance another hug
To ground her faith.
Her hands searched mine to hold
As I must go.
THE HUG AGAIN...